Chapter One: Simple Jobs

I do NOT own Black Lagoon

Sunlight streamed through Roanapur once again. Traffic was slow in the capital of crime, and, for once, the streets weren't riddled with the sound of gunfire. The Lagoon Company couldn't enjoy the peace however; they had a job to do.

"So, Dutchy, where to next? " Revy asked as Dutch hung up the phone. As per usual she was sprawled across the couch, toying with her cutlass. "Italy," Dutch answered, "It's a simple job, but it pays well." "Well, what's our objective?" Rock asked, excited that Dutch used the word "simple" for once.

"Balalaika's sent us a god damn shopping list of items and heirlooms strewn across Italy," Dutch answered, "There's five of 'em, and they're all heavily guarded." "This sounds fun," Revy smirked, holstering her guns. "But," Dutch continued, "These things are so heavily guarded, Kapitan suggested getting back up." "Fuck that noise," Revy scoffed, "We can handle this just fine on our own!"

"My thoughts exactly, partner," Dutch smiled, "But just in case, we'll be taking Shenhua with us." "Fucking hell," Revy moaned, "Just had to be that crazy bitch."

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TWO DAYS LATER

After the so called "simple job", business was slow, and Revy sat in the Yellow Flag with Rock, drinking the day away. "You just don't quit do you?" she slurred, pouring another shot of Bacardi. Rock laughed, also heavily drunk. "Never." "Well, well, what do we have here?" a seductive female voice interrupted. Upon recognition of the voice, Rock's eyes widened in shock, and Revy hissed out a single word.

"Eda…"

Sitting between the two coworkers and close friends, Eda ordered a shot of Grey Goose, and downed it quickly. "Hey, Romeo," Eda flirted, batting her eyes at Rock, causing him to shift nervously. "Hi, Eda." " Still wasting your time with Two Hands, I see," Eda smirked. "Believe me, she'll never satisfy you the way I can."

"After being a whore for ten years, I'm sure you've got experience," Revy snarled. "Piss off bitch." Eda ignored the drunken gunslinger. "I could really use some company tonight Romeo," Eda pouted. "Ya see, my date ran out on me." Eda leaned her breasts into Rock's shoulder. "Would you mind?"

Rock sighed. Three weeks ago marked two years of his employment under the Lagoon Company. Two years of indirectly refusing to bed Eda, and she still never quit. Rock made up his mind; that would change tonight. "Listen, Eda-,"

"Rock's off the market," Revy interrupted, shocking both Eda and Rock. "Really?" Eda challenged, "I suppose you are too, then." "That's none of your damn business," Revy shot back. Eda turned to Rock. "Well, Rock, I didn't take you for the crazy type. I had no idea you'd been screwin' Two Hands."

Rock blushed heavily. "I haven't. We're just -" "Taking things slow," Revy interrupted again. "So fuck off Eda. I'm not gonna say it again." Without another word, Eda rose and walked out, shock clearly written all over her face.

Once she was out of earshot, Rock hissed, "Revy, what the hell?! What was that?!" "Me saving your sorry ass from several STD's," Revy chuckled, "Your fuckin' welcome." "But we are not dating!" Rock exclaimed. "Pffft. Like you don't wanna piece of this," Revy scoffed. She isn't wrong, Rock thought. There had been times where he'd become lost in Revy's bodacious curves, her delectable tan skin, and the fluidity of her brown eyes. She was downright gorgeous; the way her twin double D's bounced invitingly with every step, combined with her firm ass's joyous jiggling within her almost nonexistent shorts, Revy could hypnotize Rock just by bending over.

Rock shook the thoughts before the tent in his pants could become visible. "That's not my point," he argued, "We are just friends." Drunk, Revy couldn't hold in her anger. For some reason, what Rock just said offended her. "So, what, I'm not good enough for you?" she spat. "You wouldn't want people thinking we're dating? Why? You ashamed of me?" Rock's composure visibly softened. "No, that's not what I meant."

"Whatever, fuckface," Revy spat, "Let's go. Take me home." With that, she stood and walked out, forcing Rock to pay for their drinks and closely follow her out. The drive to Revy's apartment was silent; she was genuinely pissed at Rock. As they stopped, Rock broke the tense silence.

"Revy…"

"Go home, Rock," she snapped, and exited the car. Rock followed her. "It's not that I don't want us to date," he pleaded, "I never intended it that way, I just-" BANG! A shot whizzed past his head and ricocheted off a building. Rock looked up from his instinctive crouch to see Revy holding her cutlass, the barrel smoking lightly. "I said go home, Rock," she growled.

Revy turned and disappeared inside, Rock gazing after her as the last little bit of her long ponytail ghosted behind the door. Rock wanted to go after her, but he did prefer not being full of holes, so he got back into the car and drove away.

Revy stormed into her apartment and flopped on her bed. That arrogant bastard, Revy thought. Son of bitch thinks he's too good for me! Ha! I bet he couldn't even get me wet, let alone last five minutes. Dumb fuck. Revy turned on her side, smoldering at Rock's words. We're just friends. Revy wanted to punch his teeth out for those three words. Lighting a cigarette, she thought about those times she'd glimpsed Rock staring at her. He'd turn away bashfully, and Revy would actually tease him from time to time, and laugh at his virgin-like reactions.

Oh shit, she thought. Could he actually be a virgin?! No wonder he can't keep his eyes off me. Revy grabbed her tits playfully. And my girls. Revy had noticed something about Rock, however. She took a glance at his crotch whilst she was teasing him one day, and couldn't help noticed the sheer height of the tent he pitched. They had been the only two present that day, so he wasn't too self conscious to notice it. Virgin or not, he looks like he's packing heat, Revy admitted. It's kinda… hot.

She began to unconsciously knead her breasts, the soft flesh sinking between her fingers. Her face flushed as she teased her nipples; her panties dampening as they stiffened inside her tank top. Fuck me… now he's in my head again, Revy inwardly moaned. Outwardly, she moaned one word.

"Roockk…"

She dug her nails into her now scorching boob flesh. Her mind on her coworker's wonderful endowment, Revy let one hand drift down and slip into her shorts. Revy gasped. "Why am I… so.. wet?!"

Her fingers slid lightly over her clit, the fleshy nub and the rest of Revy's body shivering in delight. "Ohhhh fuuuccckk." Revy's fingers rapidly pummeled her slick tunnel, as the other hand never ceased it's forceful massaging of her right breast. Soon the slick, horny sounds of female masturbation filled the room, and in a flash, Revy was nude and fully basking in pleasure.

"Harder Rock," she panted, "Fuck me! Fuck your little whore!" Revy's tongue hung out as she gasped for air, her slick juices coating her fingers and pooling on her sheets. Revy's walls began to tighten, and the well-known feeling of a self-induced orgasm began to haunt her. "R-Rock I'm…. so… fucking… clooosssee!" Revy couldn't keep her mind off of Rock's throbbing member, and she fantasized about Rock spewing his hot, sticky, delicious seed all over her.

It was then that Revy came.

In a dramatic finish, Revy screamed out for Rock as her cunt pulsated violently, squirting her fluids onto the floor. She nearly drowned in pleasure as it flooded her mind. Revy's eyes rolled back, and she panted heavily as her sweat soaked body managed to calm itself a little.

Revy sighed contentedly. At least she'd released her pent up tension. Do I really wanna bang Rock? she asked herself. Yes, yes I do. I'm going to make that bitch wish we were dating. But I need to claim that magnificent pole before Eda does. It should be mine. I'm gonna knock that dumbass's ego down a couple notches. With that thought, Revy drifted off to sleep wearing a predatory smile, already planning how to show Rock what he'd been missing for two years.